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Category: Tess
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Me: "Grace, do you remember that this baby doll's name is A-Double-C?" Grace: "What? What kind of a name is that?!" Me: "That's the name you gave her when you were Tess's age." Grace: "That name is too silly. I'm going to name her G-R."
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Tess hates the rain, but she loves Grace's umbrella. So much, in fact, that she uses it when it isn't even raining — because you never know when some water might splash on your head when you're stomping in puddles.
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Grace is still the mother hen and chief egg collector, but Tess has suddenly taken an interest in the eggs as well. I'm not sure if it's because she knows Grace loves to collect them, or if she truly finds it exciting, but she has become quite the little helper — as long as the…
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The other morning, Maggie was resting quietly at the bottom of the stairs, and Tess decided to sit with her. She gave me a running commentary of what the dog was doing: "Eyes closed. Mah-my sleeping… Oh, eyes open now! Mah-my hungry!" So then Tess proceeded to prepare her a snack — three pieces of…
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For a few weeks now, Tess has been telling me when she has a stinky diaper, by declaring: "Mommy, poopy coming." Except that by the time she tells me, it has already arrived. And then she stands stock still, often refusing to sit or even walk, until the offending diaper has been removed. This kind…
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Today we set up Tess's brand-new "big girl" bed. We have been talking about it for quite some time, and she is very excited about it. It's the same bed her big sister has, and I think she really likes the idea of sleeping like Grace does. So it was only fitting that her…
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The other day, I decided to take stock of the girls' winter gear so that I can actually be prepared this year when the temperature plummets. The previous two years I was totally caught off guard by the chilly weather when it arrived, probably because I was living in denial. But this year, I refuse…
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Tess picked her own outfit this morning, but before we left the house, I insisted that she put on a skirt. I'm all for having independent children, but we must maintain some decency.
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On our visit to the island, we stopped at the Friends School community garden to wander amidst the huge pumpkins and towering sunflowers. Tess picked up a tomato — she still loves them as much as she did last year — and held onto it during our walk. Actually, she cradled gently it as if…
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Tonight, as I was carrying Tess upstairs to bed: Me: What would you like to do tomorrow with Mommy? Tess: Creek — Bobbie and Motmaw's house. Shoes off, feet in. Me fishing.
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